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Chapter 106, Tragedy and Tragedy

The spiritual power kept rushing into the other party's body, and the black curse power was penetrated layer by layer, and the inside was constantly destroyed. The black gas surrounding the ghost girl was quickly recycled and poured into the ghost girl's body again. [Almost all books I want to read are, which are much more stable than ordinary sites, and the updates are faster. There are no advertisements in the full text.

The ghost girl's whole body was shaking. Her body struggled to crawl out of the gap, but she was stuck and unable to move.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

This time the ghost girl shouted very clearly, and I also heard it very clearly.

Spiritual power entered the center of the curse. At this time, I felt like I had entered the center of a terrifying storm. All energy from all directions was constantly tearing my spiritual power. If it weren't for my spiritual power that was strong enough, I would probably have been swallowed by the curse at this time.

This is like a surgery without anesthetics. The other party wants to remove the black tumor in the body without any anesthetics. This kind of pain is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

The black curse was pulled out of my body bit by bit by bit by bit, and the black gas fell to the ground, and soon turned into a black heart, and it seemed to be beating. I lowered my head to see, and the black heart suddenly jumped on the ground, then jumped to my face and landed on my forehead, and then turned into black gas and wanted to penetrate into my body.

"Hmph, you still want to enter my body? Then if you want to enter, come in and take a look, don't be scared to death!" Brother Li Huan.

I simply put it into my body, and the cursed black air floated into my body, and soon began to entangle my soul. However, the cursed black air at this time was like a bold beast. Just as it was about to devour the soul, it raised its head and saw several black shadows floating in front of it.

It’s not that easy to swallow my soul? I’m now surrounded by various fates in my body, who is not the boss? Just this little curse, the Nightmare Eagle can swallow it. This is the effect I want.

If the power of the curse is in the body of the ghost girl, my spiritual power can only be destroyed simply, and the person who is injured is still the ghost girl. But I use my spiritual power to force the curse out of the body and enter my body. This method is like dealing with the nightmare eagle back then. If I enter my body, it means entering my territory. Which of these good and evil deeds is not a big boss? If I deal with it, isn’t it holding a handful of garlic in my hand?

When the ghost girl was pulled out of the crack of the stone by a dragon, she collapsed on the ground and lowered her head. If she hadn't heard the breathing sound, she might have thought she was dead.

I walked over, squatted down to look at her, and asked in a low voice: "Can you hear me?"

The ghost girl raised her head and looked at me in a daze. Her empty eyes looked like two soul holes, which always made people feel a little distressed. She nodded slightly, I sighed, and then asked in a gentle voice: "I want to know why you became a ghost girl? And, how many girls are there like you?"

She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but there was no sound in her throat. Her whole throat made a shout of "ah...", but she couldn't express her meaning.

"It seems that I was hurting my vocal cords. I finally saved it, but I still couldn't know anything!"

I cursed a little unhappy, but saw her writing something crookedly on the ground. When I turned behind her and looked down, she actually wrote on the ground. But maybe because of the invisibility, she wrote very slowly and always wrote in cursive writing. I could barely understand the meaning of it.

"No, I'm not the only one..."

The words I wrote were a bit incoherent, and I always picked some simple words to write, but I could still understand them. She was indeed not the only ghost girl, which means she was very likely to know Yaya’s whereabouts!

"Who turned you into a ghost girl?"

I then asked the second question.

She drew on the sand with her nails, and some words began to appear on the ground one after another.

"I don't know, an old man with white beard, white hair, and high ability..."

There are many old men, but there are quite a few old men in this way, and most of them are experts in this way, but it is difficult to get a good match.

"Are there any other ghost girls here besides you? Are there anyone who recovers consciousness?"

I asked again hurriedly. This time she did not write directly on the ground, but waited for a long time, as if she had been thinking, and I became nervous. After a long time, she wrote a word on the ground: Yes!

My whole body was instantly motivated, my whole body was slightly stunned, and I whispered: "Do you know where they are going? Do you know where these ghost girls have gone?"

I asked hurriedly, as if I had seen Yaya's traces, but this time the ghost girl wrote the word "no" on the ground, which made me feel disappointed. But as expected, these ghost girls have turned into marionettes, and their souls are cursed and controlled. How could they know the whereabouts of other ghost girls without memory?

"Do you know anything else? For example, recall the scenes when you turned you into a ghost girl, the house, the place, the surrounding scenes, and the scenes around you as much as possible."

I haven't given up yet. If I know who turned Yaya into a ghost girl, I may find Yaya's whereabouts. Even if the ghost girl in front of me doesn't know who turned her into a ghost girl, if I can recall the scenes and pictures I experienced at that time, maybe I can help me find this place and find more clues.

The ghost girl was silent again, pointing her fingers on the ground and not writing for a long time. I don’t know if it was because she wanted to write too much and couldn’t write it calmly, or because she no longer remembered it.

But in the end, she wrote two words: Shanghai!

This is a big breakthrough. Shanghai is close to Jinhua. In this world, a big city like Shanghai should have been destroyed, and there are some sects and supernatural families that are stubbornly resisting. The legend of the ghost girl began more than 30 years ago. The owner of the tavern could be said to be the first person to meet the ghost girl, but I cannot guarantee that the ghost girl he saw was the ghost girl in front of me, and it has been confirmed now that there is more than one ghost girl.

"How old are you?"

I asked. She wrote a number on the ground: 20.

Sure enough, she was still a young woman, and I continued to ask: "How old was you when you became a ghost girl?"

She wrote another number on the ground: 19.

In other words, she was actually turned into a ghost girl last year, and she was turned into a ghost girl in Shanghai. From this we can see that there is a very likely a perverted old ghost among these sects and supernatural families around Shanghai. She is proficient in high-level spells such as curses and turns the girl into a ghost girl. This person must be still in Shanghai. I think he may know Yaya’s whereabouts.

This is basically my problem. When I stopped and was about to walk out, I heard the ghost girl open her mouth and shout "Ahhh...", turning her face and seeing tears in her eyes, but the tears flowed down like blood. I was shocked, but I felt sad.

Then my eyes fell and saw her fingers writing the last line of words on the ground.

"Please kill me."

I don't know what words to use to describe my mood at that time. There was a kind of sadness or helplessness. She just lay on the ground, crying while constantly touching the ground with her hands, shaking her hair and shouting silently: "Ah, ah..."

I frowned tightly. A woman like her has no eyes and the ability to live. Even if she is saved by me now, she will still be abandoned in this troubled time in the future. There is no social welfare or sympathy here, and death is still waiting for her.

Maybe it would become what the lord of that small city said at that time, using two old and weak people to replace the five lives that the Ghost King wanted.

Maybe she thought so too. Instead of such a tragic death, it is better to die here, because the world is too cruel.

I walked over, squatted down and looked at her, and after thinking about it, he said, "I know what you mean, but I can't do this. You have helped me. I can't kill you. Although I am a fool, I am not an ungrateful person. You live here, and I will find a way to help you. But I want me to kill you, sorry, I can't do it."

After saying that, I stood up and walked outside. When I walked out of the cave, I suddenly heard a scream inside. The dragon turned around and looked in. When I walked out, I whispered to me: "I committed suicide, pierced my own claws with the wolf demon's claws..."

I waved my hand, and didn't let Ba Long continue to say it. I sighed and walked towards the small town.

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